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From the start, you were always promiscuous. When we started dating I’d be lucky to find a night you’d be free to see me. Your phone always filled with texts from various other men you were keeping on a string.
When we married you thought you’d be able to rein it in. Be a faithful wife. That was optimistic...
It wasn’t long before you were flirting at bars, going clubbing with your gal pals, re-opening the dating apps. It was just for a buzz at first. You wouldn’t actually do anything… that was until at Sarah’s hens you got blind drunk. The strippers and drinks were too much. Your old flirtatious ways rose to the surface. It didn’t take much after one of the muscle bound strippers led you into a bathroom stall. Pushing you up against the wall. Railing you from behind. Fuck… it must have felt good having some fresh cock.
Eventually you stumble home. Giggling and hiccuping. Cum dribbling down your leg. Once home, you climb into bed. Your short skirt hiked up, you climb a top me. Horniness still unsatisfied, your grind against me as I slowly wake. Tugging my underwear down. Sliding your panties to the side. Your lips part over my stiffening cock. Coating it with the other man’s cum.
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